Yang Feilong possessed an eidetic memory, so in just one hour, he scanned all the treasures that could be exchanged with merit points. He prioritized what he needed and items that were rarely available for purchase, clearing them out.
At this point, his vast sea of merit points had dwindled to nothing.
After selecting his treasures, Yang Feilong went to Dragon City to collect them. Many of these items were priceless, requiring escorts to prevent immense losses should they encounter bandits.
More than a month later, Yang Feilong met Fang Qingxue again. They had dinner together. Of course, before eating, a sparring session was indispensable. The result was, as expected, Fang Qingxue was defeated again.
The main reason was that Fang Qingxue's cultivation had not progressed compared to a month ago, while Yang Feilong's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. His Qi Refining cultivation alone was no less than Fang Qingxue's.
His Qi Refining cultivation was at the late stage of the sixth level, comparable to the late or even peak internal strength of an ordinary Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator.
In just over a month, his Free Will Swordplay had become even more exquisite, even incorporating some of the profound mysteries of the True Illusion Swordplay, making it impossible to defend against.
"The gap between us feels like it's growing larger!" Fang Qingxue said with a dejected expression while dining with Yang Feilong.
Previously, when sparring with others, it was the opponents who felt dejected. But after sparring with Yang Feilong, the situation reversed; she often felt depressed and resentful.
She felt a sense of powerlessness.
"You won't feel this way once you break through to the Hegemonic Martial Realm," Yang Feilong said with a smile.
Although he was confident that he could deal with some weaker Hegemonic Martial Realm cultivators without much difficulty, Fang Qingxue was different. Her current strength was already very close to that of an ordinary Hegemonic Martial Realm cultivator. Once she broke through, ordinary mid-stage Hegemonic Martial Realm cultivators might not even be her match.
At that time, he would likely need to go all out to defeat her.
"Hegemonic Martial Realm? That's not easy to break through!" Fang Qingxue shook her head. Although she had reached the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm over a month ago, seemingly ready to challenge the Hegemonic Martial Realm at any time, this step was like a chasm. Over a month of attempts had not even caused the slightest ripple in her bottleneck.
Many people remained stuck in the Heavenly Martial Realm for their entire lives.
Therefore, it was perfectly normal for her bottleneck to show no signs of loosening after a month.
"Don't rush, perhaps one day it will happen naturally," Yang Feilong smiled.
"Perhaps!" Fang Qingxue looked deeply at Yang Feilong and nodded. If not for the continuous setbacks from Yang Feilong, she wouldn't have felt such urgency. After a pause, she looked at Yang Feilong and said, "By the way, I'm planning to travel around next. Do you want to come with me? Haven't you taken a few days off from university recently?"
"I have to leave Dragon Country for some time recently," Yang Feilong shook his head.
"Leave Dragon Country?" Fang Qingxue was quite surprised.
"En," Yang Feilong nodded. "I'll be leaving tomorrow morning!"
He hadn't intended to leave so soon, but Li Xiya's situation wasn't good. He worried that if he delayed too long, something might happen on her end. In that case, even if he killed her beastly father afterward, it would be too late.
In fact, Yang Feilong was considering giving up teaching after this semester. His strength was too diverse. He had asked his master about this matter last time, and his master had told him to consider it himself. He was only reluctant to leave his students. However, considering that several of his girlfriends were his students, and while it was unknown to outsiders now, it might not be so in the future. Several of them were already very unhappy with the current situation, and they had to be discreet to maintain appearances, unable to show too much affection with Yang Feilong.
Moreover, his eighth tribulation might arrive at any time, and he could not afford to neglect it.
"I see!" Fang Qingxue was somewhat disappointed but did not insist or ask Yang Feilong why he was going abroad. In her opinion, Yang Feilong must have important business to attend to. She was not the gossipy type.
After bidding farewell to Fang Qingxue, Yang Feilong went to a high-end club.
"What did you invite me here for?" Yang Feilong asked upon seeing Xu Fei enjoying a massage in a room at the club.
She was wearing a sheer, gossamer-like dress and lying on the bed, looking very relaxed.
When Yang Feilong knocked and entered, Xu Fei dismissed the young female masseuse, sat up, and blinked at Yang Feilong. "Since you're in the capital, why didn't you tell me? My grandfather informed me."
"Aren't we even?" Yang Feilong shrugged, glancing at Xu Fei, who was dressed sexily and scantily. He then looked at her slightly displeased face.
"You're so eager to be even with me?" Xu Fei said angrily.
Yang Feilong blinked. Sister, didn't we agree on this? Where is this resentful tone coming from?
"Many people know you're my boyfriend now, but you came and went to see that ice-cold woman Fang Qingxue without even coming to see me. What's the meaning of that?" Xu Fei glared.
"She and I... are just pretending to be a couple. After I helped you with what you needed before, we were even. You got what you wanted, so talking about this now is meaningless," Yang Feilong sighed.
He naturally didn't want to be a couple with Fang Qingxue; he just wanted to make Xu Fei give up on him.
"You and Fang Qingxue are a couple? How many times have you even met?" Xu Fei's eyes instantly turned red. "What do you mean, is she prettier than me!"
"I..." Yang Feilong almost choked. However, what she said was true. Fang Qingxue was indeed more beautiful than Xu Fei. After all, Fang Qingxue was a perfect goddess, while Xu Fei was merely a borderline ninety-point goddess. The gap between them was indeed not small.
Of course, Xu Fei was also an exceptionally rare woman.
"Alas. You know my situation," Yang Feilong sighed. "I don't want to delay you."
"You've already delayed me! No one wants me now!" Xu Fei said, her eyes red, looking at Yang Feilong as if she were about to cry. "You have to compensate me with a boyfriend."
"..." Yang Feilong was speechless. "Didn't you ask me for help back then? I even specifically asked if you had considered it, and you said you had. Now you're blaming me?"
"Who else should I blame if not you?" Xu Fei snorted. "After all, no one is pursuing me now, isn't it your fault?"
Yang Feilong felt a throbbing headache at this moment. At the same time, he deeply realized one thing: women are always fickle!
That saying was absolutely true!
She had agreed so readily then, and now she was reneging and coming to trouble him!
"Then I'll find time to clarify things for you!" Yang Feilong sighed, feeling it was his bad luck to encounter this woman.
"No need," Xu Fei refused.
"En?" Yang Feilong raised an eyebrow.
Xu Fei got up from the bed and walked towards Yang Feilong, who was sitting in a chair.
"You, what are you doing?" Yang Feilong asked, noticing Xu Fei's strange expression.
"What do you think?" Xu Fei, wearing a dress even more alluring than being unclothed, straddled Yang Feilong's lap directly.
"..."